Never Moving On (Never U, #1)

by C.R. Lee

One thing I forgot to mention, on top of being a gorgeous football player, Jacob is also a talented artist, and it bugs the ever-living crap out of Emma that he hasn’t offered to draw her—not once.

“Look,” Ryan says. “If you see her as a sister—fine, cool. I don’t believe you, but whatever. But I promise you, that girl does not see you as a brother.”

“Because we have eyes. You’d have to be blind not to see it. That girl looks at you like the sun shines out your

It’s funny, I probably have a billion sketches of Stella going all the way back to when we were kids, but I don’t think I have a single one of Emma or any other girl I’ve dated.

I want to kiss her so badly it’s like an ache in my chest. I can’t stop myself from imagining how soft her lips would be, how she would taste.

She belongs with me, belongs to me. And if that makes me a domineering bastard, so be it. I don’t care. Because I belong to her too.

“Do I want to hear that you were jealous? After pinning over you for ten years, watching you fuck every pretty girl in sight and wondering,” she takes a ragged breath, “wondering, what’s so wrong with me?” she says, hand pounding her chest. “Why don’t you see me? Now, someone else is interested in me, thinks I’m worth something, and I’m suddenly desirable.”

Every fucking night I cried myself to sleep because I wasn’t pretty enough.” She shoves me again. “Because I would never be good enough for you.” And again. “And now you’re jealous? Fuck you.”

But I don’t let her go. I push her against the wall and crush my lips into hers.

Something in me snaps, and I blurt out, “You tell me, Taylor. How does it feel to know I was the one fucking her after your date on Friday?”

“I don’t want to fight anymore,” she says, her voice a raspy whisper. “I just want to be with you.”

The way he looked at you like you hung the fucking moon. Nobody would think of messing with you because they knew Jacob would do anything, anything to protect you.”

I’ve loved you my whole God-damned life and I promise, I’ll spend every day proving it to you if you give me a second chance.”

“It was all of you, much more than I remembered and it was so obvious, even if I didn’t realize it at the time, that I loved you. I’ve always loved you, Stells.”